A Night at the Roxbury Page #13
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 82 min
- 1,039 Views
STEVE:
(soloing much louder)
'Here! The moment is now, no
place for goodbyes...'
INTERCOM:
Male voice starts singing the next lyric.
INTERCOM (V.O.)
'And now I'm not so sure... doo
doo... deep in my heart...'
DOUG/STEVE/INTERCOM (V.O.)
This is it!
BACK TO SCENE:
They stop singing.
INTERCOM (V.O.)
You guys know 'Footloose'?
DOUG:
(running to
intercom)
Actually, we're here to see Mr.
Zadir. It's Steve and Doug Butabi.
STEVE:
(softly to himself)
'... pick up your Sunday shoes...'
INTERCOM (V.O.)
Mr. Zadir's not here.
STEVE:
We were supposed to have a meeting
with him about our ideas. Like
there's one where the inside is
outside and there's one about a
jungle and...
DOUG:
(shutting him up,
covering the
intercom)
Steve! Never talk concepts with
the intercom.
(to intercom)
Can we come inside and wait for
him?
INTERCOM (V.O.)
No.
DOUG:
Can we leave him a message?
INTERCOM (V.O.)
No.
STEVE:
(to Doug)
Let's just forget it.
DOUG:
Stay strong, sailor.
(to intercom)
Do you know where we can find him?
INTERCOM (V.O.)
He's at the office in Wilshire.
They jump in the car and drive off.
INTERCOM:
INTERCOM (V.O.)
(singing 'Footloose')
... 'Everybody cut, everybody
cut... doo doo.'
CUT TO:
We see a large engraved marble "Zadir Industries" sign
above the entrance.
CUT TO:
INT. ELEVATOR - LATER
We see each elevator button is the name of Zadir's many
businesses (Zadir Dry Cleaners, Zadir Beepers, Zadir
Gaming & Entertainment, Zadir Real Estate, Executive
Suite).
DOUG AND STEVE:
listen to a MUZAK VERSION of "WHAT IS LOVE" by Haddaway.
Their heads begin to bop very slowly. A hot-looking
businesswoman gets on. They guys smile politely and wait
patiently. We hear a DING. The businesswoman gets off.
DOUG:
Hey, Steve, did you notice we
forgot to ask her something?
STEVE:
You mean, 'What's up?'
DOUG:
Yeah. That's weird.
STEVE:
Actually, it's not. We're both
involved in serious relationships
now, and our ladies know they can
trust us. 'Trust' being the key
element in any worthwhile
commitment.
DOUG:
Why go out for burgers when we've
got steak at home?
STEVE:
You're right. We should get lunch
after this.
INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICES - RECEPTION - CONTINOUS ACTION
Elevator doors open. Doug and Steve exit onto a very
RECEPTION AREA:
Doug and Steve walk over to a RECEPTIONIST.
DOUG:
Zadir.
RECEPTIONIST:
You're brothers?
Doug and Steve give each other a look. They're tempted
to tell their "brother joke."
DOUG:
Ma'am, thanks for the setup, but
we really can't get into that
right now.
Steve looks down the hall of offices to his left.
STEVE'S POV
At the end of the hall, Mr. Zadir and Dooey quickly walk
by.
BACK TO SCENE:
STEVE:
Doug, Mr. Zadir!
The guys run down the hall.
RECEPTIONIST:
Hey, you can't...!
HALLWAY:
The guys run past office files, they pass a Fed Ex woman.
Steve stops in his tracks.
STEVE:
Look, I'm sorry to disappoint you,
but I'm in a serious relationship
right now.
Steve immediately jumps back into full stride.
END OF HALLWAY:
The guys turn a corner.
CONFERENCE ROOM DOOR
As Dooey closes the door, we see Mr. Zadir at the head of
a board meeting. Zadir does not see them. Dooey turns
around.
DOUG/STEVE
Dooey! My very main man. Up top!
The guys raise their hands to high five.
CUT TO:
Dooey forcefully drags the guys by their shirts, through
the door and towards the elevators.
STEVE:
(sincere)
So, Dooey, how's everything goin'?
DOUG:
Ragin' party last night.
DOOEY:
Yeah, is that what my mother said
to you...
(indicating he heard
them in the limo)
... or was it my father?
Dooey drops the guys next to the elevator, presses the
down button, begins to walk away.
DOUG:
meeting by the elevators?
Dooey stops and slowly turns around.
DOOEY:
Those Redi Whip cans were a big hit
last night. I was out till four in
the morning trying to find more.
STEVE:
(impressed)
From dusk 'til dawn -- you, sir, are
a party animal.
DOOEY:
(threatening)
Don't go near Mr. Zadir. He was
drunk last night and he doesn't even
remember you. You think you're the
first losers he's picked up that I've
had to get rid of come Monday?
DOUG:
Uh... Doo-man, I don't know if I'm
reading my diss-meter correctly.
Because are we being blown off.
DOOEY:
Just stay away if you know what's
good for you.
Dooey walks away. The guys are in shock for a beat.
Suddenly, Doug bolts full speed past Dooey and back into
the office. Dooey follows.
CUT TO:
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM DOOR
Doug runs up to the shut door and starts banging. No
response. He notices, to the left, a glass window
looking into the conference room.
DOUG'S POV
Zadir looks up -- we can't tell if he sees Doug or not.
BACK TO SCENE:
Suddenly, two burly security guys pull Doug away.
CUT TO:
EXT. ZADIR'S OFFICE BUILDING - LATER
The security guys physically push the guys out the
building.
STEVE:
(to security)
Alright, so we'll see you guys later.
The security guys, unfazed, walk back in.
CUT TO:
INT. VAN - LATER
The guys get in and sit there, depressed. After a
beat...
STEVE:
What do you want to do?
DOUG:
I can't talk to you right now.
Give me a second.
STEVE:
Maybe we should just go back to
work.
DOUG:
Yeah, and maybe we should just go
to college and not put gel in our
hair and starts wearing blue jeans.
Let's do that, Steve!
STEVE:
... Sorry.
Steve suddenly gets an idea and reaches into the glove
compartment. He pulls out the piece of paper with
Cambi's number on it -- we see he's put it in a small
lucite frame.
STEVE:
(trying to cheer
Doug up)
Cambi's number.
Doug looks up at the number, starts to come out of his
funk.
STEVE:
We had a sweet time last night,
didn't we?
DOUG:
Sweet ass time.
STEVE:
Diabetic. I could see doing that
again, maybe even a couple a times
a week, right?
DOUG:
The ladies await, my friend. Cell!
Steve slaps a cellular phone into Doug's hand. Steve
looks down, shifts again, they pull out.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"A Night at the Roxbury" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 19 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/a_night_at_the_roxbury_710>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In